As steam from a kettle
And smoke from a pyre
Like a soldier in battle
Or a voice in a choir
A raindrop that falls
In an ocean so vast
Gives itself to the whole
Forgetting its past
As steam from a kettle
And smoke from a pyre
Like a soldier in battle
Or a voice in a choir
A raindrop that falls
In an ocean so vast
Gives itself to the whole
Forgetting its past